What is a fever dream and what separates it from regular dreams? Purely speculative, but it could be the content; highly surreal, out of the ordinary and viscerally graphic, not necessarily occurring due to a health ailment during sleeping, although having a fever overnight can definitely increase the chances of a fever dream happening. Fever dreams are essentially nightmares that really stand out because you wake up thinking "what the fuck just happened? Am I okay?" and it makes you wonder if you're really coming down with something. You might wake up in a cold sweat, heart racing... or even crying.

 

I have been having intense fever dreams for a few years. They seem to be increasing in intensity and regularity. I can remember a lot of them. Some people say they are a sign of neurological issues, but more likely to be benign and a side effect of physical stress and exhaustion.

 

I will describe a few occurances that are most memorable and I won't tone down language when I am describing what happens. You might not want to read on if you don't want to see it.

 

Plane crash- sometime during January 2026. I was standing in an open field in a location I did not recognise. I watched a large plane, resembling a Boeing 767 passenger plane, noisily roar overhead flying way too low. It flew over the tree line in the far horizon and dipped underneath. I lost sight of it at that moment. I knew something bad was coming. Ten seconds later, and a gigantic ball of black smoke creeps up into the skyline, eerily silently. I tried to call on my phone for help but nobody seemed to know what I was talking about and kept hanging up on me, they didn't seem to believe I had just seen a plane crash into the ground. This is the fever dream I woke up crying from.

 

Brutal torture and murder- during February 2026. For reasons unknown, I was spying on a group of men wearing hazmat suits from the top of a room, looking down on them from a distance. These men all had hands on a rope, which was attached around the neck of a woman. There were lacerations all over her, and limbs barely hanging on. She had very little energy to struggle and was being forcibly dragged by the rope these men were holding. It looked like they had flayed her skin and there was blood everywhere. They dragged her out of sight into another room and shut the door behind them. When it opened again, the men were pulling something back out of the room- a gigantic ball of garbage bags all taped together, attached to the same rope that had been on the woman's neck. They dragged this in the opposite direction to the other side of the room where I was able to watch them, then they left the building with it. 

I only remember this because of how intensely sick it made me feel afterwards.